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Looking at the pale, weak, blood-soaked man in front of her, who was obviously seriously injured but still gave her a happy smile, Lu Xinyi's heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by a big hand, causing waves of pain.

"Qin Ju, how are you? Can you still hold on?" She carefully supported Qin Ju and asked worriedly.

Qin Ju grabbed her wrist with his backhand, used the force to stand up, and just as he was about to speak, he stumbled and fell to the ground again.

He opened his mouth and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. His already pale face now looked even more bloodless.

"Don't move or talk!" Lu Xinyi said urgently, turning to look at the people next to him, "Quick, send Qin Ju to the infirmary! Notify the healing psychics to treat Qin Ju and the other injured!"

"Yes!"

Soon, Qin Ju was sent to the infirmary.

However, there were quite a few injured people returning, more than twenty in total, but there were only three people with healing abilities. They were already healing other members and could not take care of Qin Ju for the time being.

Lu Xinyi also couldn't do such a thing as disregarding the lives of other members and forcibly ordering a healing psychic to heal Qin Jue.

Fortunately, there were a lot of medicines in her space. Although they were not as effective as those of healing psychics in quickly healing the skin wounds of the wounded, they could at least save Qin Jue's life.

"Lianqiao, help me prepare a basin of clean water!"

"it is good!"

While Xia Lianqiao was preparing water, Lu Xinyi tore off Qin Jue's short-sleeved shirt in a few seconds, revealing his fair skin while exposing the hideous bloody wounds on his body to her sight.

"Sister, water!"

Lu Xinyi turned around, took out a clean towel from the space, wet it and wrung it dry, then carefully cleaned the blood stains near the wound.

After cleaning it, she took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide.

"I'm going to disinfect your wound now. It will hurt, so just bear with it." She looked up at Qin Ju and said in a low voice.

Qin Jue's eyes were always on her. His bloodless lips curled up slightly and he spoke weakly, "I'm not afraid of pain."

Looking at the smile he was trying so hard to force, Lu Xinyi just felt extremely distressed.

She suppressed her inner restless thoughts, retracted her gaze to the large wound on his body, and began to disinfect the wound with medical cotton dipped in hydrogen peroxide.

The moment the hydrogen peroxide touched the wound, Qin Jue shuddered all over, his brows instantly twisted, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

“Does it hurt?” Lu Xinyi quickly withdrew her hand and looked at him nervously.

"It doesn't hurt." Qin Ju shook his head and smiled again, but this smile looked very forced.

Lu Xinyi pursed her lips, and after a few seconds of silence, she said, "It hurts, but there's nothing I can do. The wound needs to be disinfected."

"It doesn't hurt." Qin Ju shook his head again, his smile much more frankly than before.

Lu Xinyi said no more and continued to disinfect the wound.

Her movements were quick but careful, ensuring that every wound was accurately disinfected.

Except for the pain Qin Ju showed when he was being disinfected, he did not even frown after that, and seemed to be unconscious.

After all the wounds were disinfected, Lu Xinyi took out the hemostatic medicine and applied it to him, and finally bandaged it with gauze.

After all the procedures were completed, Qin Ju was almost wrapped in gauze like a mummy.

"Finally it's done." Xia Lianqiao breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear, "Qin Ju, you looked so scary when you came back! My sister and I were very worried about you!"

"I'm sorry for making you worry." Qin Ju said guiltily, "It's all my fault."

"Don't say that." Xia Lianqiao waved her hands quickly, "I'm not blaming you, we're just worried about you! You're our teammate!"

Lu Xinyi turned around and gently patted the back of Xia Lianqiao's hand, saying softly, "Lianqiao, take these medicines and treat the wounds of other injured people. I want to talk to Qin Jue alone for a while."

"Yes!" Xia Lianqiao nodded obediently, carrying the medicine box and went to another bed.

There were more than a dozen beds in the fairly spacious infirmary tent. The seriously injured members were lying on the beds, while those with less serious injuries were sitting or standing.

The three healing psychics were currently treating the seriously injured members, while Xia Lianqiao walked over to help the less seriously injured members treat their wounds.

Seeing her walk up to a member and bandage him/her attentively, Lu Xinyi withdrew her gaze and looked at Qin Ju.

I originally wanted to ask him why he was injured so badly, but when I met Qin Ju's usual clear eyes, I couldn't say the words that were on the tip of my tongue.

After hesitating for a moment, she said softly: "You are seriously injured, take a good rest first."

As she spoke, Lu Xinyi stood up from the bedside, but she didn't want him to grab her wrist.

"Xinyi, are you leaving?" Qin Ju looked at her steadily, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"I'm not leaving." Lu Xinyi patted the back of his hand and comforted him, "I just want to tuck you in. You should have a good rest. I'm not leaving. I'll stay here with you."

"really?"

"real."

Lu Xinyi said, sitting back on the bed.

Qin Ju finally felt relieved, but he never let go of her hand.

Lu Xinyi lowered her eyes to glance at her wrist, then retracted her gaze and pretended not to see it, letting him hold it.

Qin Ju was already tired after killing zombies for a whole day, and he was seriously injured, so he was very weak and fell asleep in a short while.

Lu Xinyi sat quietly, her eyes wandering over his pale and weak face.

After taking such a close look, she discovered that Qin Ju seemed to have become much more mature and stable. Although he was only nineteen years old, he had grown into an adult who could stand on his own.

"Sister." Xia Lianqiao came over quietly and whispered, "Is Qin Ju asleep?"

"Falling asleep." Lu Xinyi turned to look at her and asked, "Have the wounds of the other injured been treated?"

"Everything has been handled. With the three healing psychics, everyone's life is safe. They just need to rest."

"That's good, you should go back and rest first."

Xia Lianqiao wanted to say something, but was afraid of disturbing Qin Ju, so she nodded obediently, turned around, and walked out of the infirmary, looking back every few steps.

Around midnight, Qin Jue started to have a fever.

Lu Xinyi slept for a while in a daze. When she opened her eyes, she saw that his face was flushed, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. The hand that was holding her was as hot as an iron clamp.

Seeing this, she hurriedly took out a fever-reducing pill from the space and gave it to Qin Jue to take. She then wrung out a clean handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face, and then sat back down on the bed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they sat down, Qin Ju's hand seemed to have a navigation system installed. Although he was still dazed by the fever, his left hand once again grasped Lu Xinyi's wrist.

She was still mumbling softly: "Xinyi...Xinyi...don't go..."

Lu Xinyi smiled helplessly, lowered her head slightly to his ear, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm here, I won't leave."